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[watchmycannon]

[A young boy stands at the base of the ferris wheel, giving it a look of GREAT SUSPICION]

I am greatly suspicious.

[There is also a balloon tied to his wrist. Who even knows how it got there. Not him, certainly]

((I want to play in the carnival but all my characters are too Serious Business to not be more concerned with the countdown, so! If

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[dopplegangs]

I would be too.

[dopplegangs]

Do I have to refer to you by your title?

[watchmycannon]

...Most refer to me as Lord David.

--Though I have found the people here to ever be a rather over-familiar sort.

[dopplegangs]

Do you want to be called Lord David?

[watchmycannon]

...I have never been called anything else, except when here.

[dopplegangs]

How about this? I'll call you David and you call me Elena.

[watchmycannon]

...Yes, I think that would be acceptable.

[dopplegangs]

Alright, then David it is.

[watchmycannon]

[fidgets a little, pleased]

Is it very strange, to refer to people by title, here?

[dopplegangs]

A bit, yeah.

[watchmycannon]

Is there no royalty?

[dopplegangs]

You're the first royalty I've met in camp.

[watchmycannon]

Hmm... how very strange.

[dopplegangs]

It can't be that strange.

[watchmycannon]

Whyever not?

[dopplegangs]

Because the strange part is the zombies, not the people.